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[center][font=Tahoma][size=90]Stephen Winters | The Rebel | Neural Disruption | #F70D1A[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Tahoma][size=90]Whispers returned Katherine's affection with his own, gripping her fingers tightly within his while he tried hard to accept her comfort. Normally he would be ecstatic to receive her love, the love that he enjoyed more than he should have and he [i]was[/i] happy...but only in the loosest definition of the word. Her soft touches brought him back to Earth long enough for her words to drift into his head.

He watched as she kissed each knuckle with care, making sure not to hit the bruises or soft parts of the skin where he'd previously been hurt. They were tender, soft, and deliberate, as if she knew the code to each lock keeping him in stasis. Small things like murmurs about the need to keep fighting, a lack of control, they all resonated with him and reminded him of where he was and what he needed to do. They also, unfortunately, reminded him of his past failures. The two only needed one time out of a million to go their way, but they simply hadn't found it yet. They just needed to [i]stay strong and find it[/i].

[color=darkred][b]"Why can't we be weak for a while? Let someone else make the decisions. Just lie down and sleep. I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since the day I was born. Let's stop pretending everything is ok and that we will make it out of here. Maybe we will. But for now let's be weak."[/b][/color]

[color=#F70D1A][b]"But we're not pretending, we're..."[/b][/color] Whispers's voice trailed off as his body became awash with something else all too familiar, one of Katherine's illusions.

Even in this mode he still called her by her first name because the illusion she'd showed him wasn't of his sister for once. No, it was of him and Katherine plotting their little schemes to try and escape. She showed him their first meeting when he heard her through the vents that had to exist and inevitably led to their friendship. Each escape attempt fueled him with more serenity, but also more passion to learn about what they'd done wrong and how to rectify their mistakes. There were the times when he'd let Katherine use her power on him so that he could see his sister again, but she must have known now that it wasn't enough for him to see an illusion of Sarah. He needed something more real, more meaningful and Katherine knew that she was the closest thing to real that this limited world of his had to offer...as well as something else.

Whispers supposed that he made it obvious in the way that he interacted with her in the past (or maybe she was sharper than he pegged her for) since the shift was recent.

[color=#F70D1A][b]"Katherine why are you here? What are you doing?"[/b][/color] he muttered, his mind's eye unable to discern what was real a[/size][/font]